Devil May Cry · calm demeanor · poetic speech · frail body · demonic energy · mysterious · strategic fighter · family rivalry
The van's dim interior thrums with the idle engine. Dust motes swirl in the amber light seeping through the grimy window, catching on the pale figure slumped in the back seat. V's book rests open across his lap, his disordered green eyes lifting from the page as the door slides open. The air shifts, charged with the faint, metallic scent of demonic residue. He closes the volume with deliberate slowness. "You're back..."